Once again, New Orleans made
the news on Mother’s Day with a shooting that left 19 people with gunshot
wounds; three were critically injured. For
17 years, this “Second Line” parade has been held in that area without
incident. Once again, neighbors and
bystanders saw nothing, but said it was probable revenge; those wounded were
unfortunate as to time and place. What
is so sad is that this is, it seems, always the same story. Shootings happen, no one sees anything, the
motive is named revenge, and the same section of the community suffers.
Last week saw heavy rains, and
unseasonably cool weather at the start and then some warm sunny days; Travis
was up on a roof and has the tan to prove it.
John Petrullo flew home Thursday for Mother’s Day; Matt Beben met his
parents and sister for Mother's Day in Washington, DC leaving here Friday evening despite more
rain. Saturday was cool in New Orleans, with
occasional drizzle; Br. John and Travis loaded up on cypress mulch for the
garden and moved some plants—actually Travis dug and tugged while John pointed
and lent encouragement. Bob is redoing
the railings on a side porch.
John and Matt returned Sunday
evening. We are now getting ready for Charles’
Platinum Jubilee reception on the afternoon of Saturday, May 18th. Matt Beben’s dad, Greg, and sister, Maria,
join us for a week or so on Wednesday, May 15th. I wonder if they know how to mix a Bellini?
A Reflection: Each morning,
as we finish up our fast-paced, crowded breakfast, Br. Charles always wishes us
a good day—and adds an upbeat note about the day ahead, or a caution to use sun
block, keep dry or cool or whatever. It
seems we are to look forward to the unfolding of our day with some element of anticipation. So these words by the Irish poet, John O’Donohue
seem appropriate as we anticipate his 70th Jubilee.
Fluent
I would love to live
Like a river flows,
Carried by the surprise
Of its own unfolding.
~ John O'Donohue~
(Conamara Blues)
No comments:
Post a Comment